I peered searchingly over mother's diary. Sky, Mom and Dad were with me in the limo as we drove to the company's headquarters. First time I'll be going there but I already know everything about it from mother's explanation. She and Dad founded the company afterall.
In Mother's diary, she talked about the achievements of the company in her time and the goals they're planning to achieve over time. I discovered, most of it dad already accomplished.
Dad's phone rang and he answered the call.
"Yes, we're on the way now. The press members, stakeholders and the board of directors are there now? Alright, we'll be there in a moment." He ended the call. I raised my gaze in time to see him smile at me.
"Heidi, you ready?" He asked and Mom smiled.
"Obviously, she is." She said and Sky caressed my arm assuringly.
"I am ready!" I said firmly.
ASHTON'S POV
"Ashton, what's he talking about?" I heard Dexter asked behind me. I sat down again, sighingly and cast a fast glance at my wristwatch. Damn! I've got barely a minute to leave this place and arrive at the company. Point is, I'm freaking late as it is.
"I'll explain later Dexter. For now, I have to hurry to the company. Tristan Milan," I returned my glare to him. I'm sure Chairman Kwan's PA must have received my mail by now.
Well, yeah. On my way here, I decided to notify him about his lost wristwatch in my possession, although I knew he'll find it soon as the wristwatch is no common one. I'd already made plans to have him meet up with me concerning the business offer JP's Enterprise is proposing to his company. This upcoming project meant a lot to father, reasons why Imogen should have tried harder to secure this contract and win his love but well, she chose not to. I made an offer to Chairman Kwan through his assistant; I'll give his wristwatch back to him if only he's willing to meet up with me, discuss about dad's Project X and possibly sign a contract too. I just hope he doesn't declines.
Well my great plan is facing a stupid threat in the form of Tristan Milan. I can't let him ruin things, can I? His issues with Logan can be resolved in many ways but definitely not by him ruining my plans with his sick, cunning strategies.
"You mean you really want the tracker wristwatch?" I asked with a lazy smirk.
"Of course I do. I mean, who wouldn't," Tristan said as his eyes lit up in anticipation.
"Oops! That's so sad. It really is." I made a dramatic sigh. "Well, you wouldn't be getting it as the owner is already aware of its location at the moment. Tsk! It's a tracker wristwatch remember?" I rolled my eyes at him and stood up with the intention to exit the building.
"Not so fast, Mr Grey. Your friend still owns me a dept, remember?" I chuckled with a little bit of mockery and looked over my shoulder at him.
"You can press charges if you want. Let's see if you're able to succeed." I turned back ahead and nodded slightly to the guys. "Let's go." I said to Logan who was grinning excitedly. He already snatched back his important documents from the table, so fast before Tristan could utter a word. I think he did that when Tristan and I were talking.
Before I walked out, I nodded slightly to Toby and he gave me a fast acknowledging bow before walking to Tristan and dropping the ₤2million check on the gambling table.
That should be enough to cover up Logan's offenses.
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Kyle Kwan was sitting comfortably in his cushion, his long legs were crossed and his arms folded across his chest as he watched the expert from his company's technical team here in Birmingham city, track the location of his wristwatch. He was patiently waiting for the outcome of the track when his PA/secretary walked in.
"Boss, I have news." Kim Min Ha announced as she walked into the grand deluxe living area of the chairman's exquisite manor, her stiletto heels clicking against the transparent glass floor as she walked. For some reasons, Chairman Kyle was staying back at his private building instead of the hotel today.
Kyle looked up from the tech expert and furrowed his brows at her.
"Let's hear it." He said simply.
"The general manager of JP's Enterprise sent you an email." Min Ha said.
"Is it about the meeting? I thought you rescheduled the appointment?" Kyle asked with his brows slightly raised.
"No Boss. Actually, he seems to be in possession of your wristwatch." He sat up straight immediately, his eyes widening slightly.
"How's that possible?" Kyle frowned from being puzzled.
"Ashton Grey was at the Titanic's Bar, same day you went there for business discussions with the manager." Min Ha reminded casually, casting her glance at the Tech expert who was still busy trying to track the watch. She could swear he's been there for closely thirty minutes. Was he really an expert, seeing he seems to be slow in his work?
"There's no need to continue tracking, Mr, we found the wristwatch already." She said but the young chairman wasn't in agreement to that. For all he knew, Ashton Grey could be lying. But if Ashton was lying, how did he know he was looking for his wristwatch?
Chairman Kwan frowned at his probing subconscious as he beckoned the expert to continue anyway.
"Continue tracking it. We can't be too sure over Mr Grey's claim. Min Ha, let me see the email." He instructed and the tech guy continued his work. Min Ha, gave a slight nod and walked to him with her business iPad. She handed it respectfully to him and after few seconds of reading, KK's frown deepened.
"He wants to meet up first and discuss business before he'll hand me my wristwatch?" He smirked, returning the iPad back to his secretary. He leaned back on the couch and subconsciously tapped his fingers against the chair's handle. "How smart of him."
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Ashton had just successfully pulled the way into the large conference hall of the company, only to hear his stepsister's words as she stood before the large group of reporters, high ranking stakeholders, top company officials and the board of directors.
"My name is Scarlett Heidi Grey and I am the legitimate daughter of Late Paige Grey and Chairman Grey."
The authority he heard in her voice and the aura that emitted from her, sent cold chills down Ashton's spin and he stood there, rooted to the spot.